In this video we can observe developmental stages of a relationship – symbiosis, differentiation and practicing.
Two people who like each other enter into a prolonged state of symbiosis – here artfully outlined and animated as the transformation of both partners into foxes. Their different likes, character traits and pastimes are highlighted shortly only to be blurred by their merging. Symbiosis characterised as melting into one, mutual promises for an indefinite future and inseparableness. Disturbance, anxiety and dispute surface at the point when one partner realises that he does not want to be a fox anymore and that his “true nature” is not a fox nature. His decision to let go from disguising as a fox – probably goes hand in hand with his differentiation of the self. He becomes aware of and expresses his thoughts, feelings and desires. She does not take her partner’s change lightly and becomes furious, anxious and then hyper-active. Turbulence is triggered through their being agitated and confused. While he is practicing, she struggles with development. LOOK OUT FOR HER WAY OF DEALING WITH ANXIETY!
He likes her and she likes him, She likes him and he likes her He likes her and she likes him, They like each other
He likes her she likes him, They met on a canopy He is quiet and she is bold, He likes birds, she likes bees.
He wants to rhyme, she wants to glow, They both make a plan to flee. They build a railway with rails, to trek through the forest together with it.
He likes hunting, she likes collecting. He likes thinking, she likes acting. He likes walnut, she likes almonds. They start to transmute into foxes.
They start to live in the forest. Feed on pigeons, bark and beans. They swear each other, never to save themselves and get the best out of each other.
They invent their own country, bear names the other invented. Everyone learns what the other knows, the one lost what the other found.
They set each other on fire. They hunt each other through the ground. Everyone encourages the other, to mutually realign.
But eventually one of them started to realise that they only disguise as foxes. He wanted to hide it and didn’t want to show his sorrow, but that’s how the friction started:
He said: ‘I don’t want to be a fox anymore!’
She said: ‘Why? A fox is fine after all’
He said: ‘But I don’t want to be a fox anymore’
She said: ‘You’re a traitor’
He said: ‘And you’re not a fox!’
She said: ‘”Yes, I am a fox!’
He said: ‘Nope, you’re not a fox’
She said: ‘Yes, I am a fox and you are too. And what’s the point of this after all with you don’t want to be a fox anymore? You were a fox just now. What happened in the meantime? Being a fox is awesome!’
And he’s like: ‘Yeah, being a fox is awesome, but my true nature just is not a fox nature.’
She: ‘Your real nature isn’t the nature of a fox? What utter nonsense! What’s the point of this? If you aren’t a fox, then what are you?’
He was shaking and looked her in the eyes for a long moment and said: ‘I am an Albatros!’
She became terribly sad and cried, because suddenly everything seemed to fall apart. ‘An Albatros? It lives at the sea. That means, we aren’t a fox couple anymore! Do you fly away now and build yourself a nest, like an Albatros? That’s so silly! You are crazy, I bite you now, because foxes eat birds, that’s a law’
He: ‘AAUHG!!! You almost teared of my leg! I didn’t judge you like that’
She said ‘If doubts are plaguing you a long time you idiot, why didn’t you tell me right away?’
He said: ‘I wasn’t aware of it!’
She: ‘Yes, yes, very crafty. You were just using me’
He said ‘Nonsense. You think I’ll backstab you, just because I’m growing wings? How should I know before what I’m going to be. Maybe we’re transforming into a herd of horses soon.’
She said ‘But we didn’t agree to this.’
He: ‘I didn’t come up with the transmutation. But didn’t we swear never to save ourselves and get the best out of each other? And right now I am drawn into the air. I’m longing for wind and fish. I have to learn to fly, Albatros style! I’ll surely come around here again soon. I love you and I always will. It breaks my heart, but I have to fly now.’
And so he flew and flew and flew. He slipped in the wind and it pulled him up. Meanwhile she ran through the forest alone. She was hungry and the wind was cold. She stopped and started to cry. Alone she didn’t want to be a fox anymore. She concentrated, she knew, she had to act, wanted to covert as well: He turns into an Albatros, then I’ll turn into a Pelican. Because I can’t live in this forest alone anymore. That’s going to be fun. I am not kidding, this night I’m made into a pelican.
And she took a breath and started the pelican mutation chant. Pelican-Peli-Peli-Pelican – Pelican-Peli-Peli-Pelican – Pelican-Peli-Peli-Pelican – Pelican-Peli-Peli-Pelican – Pelican-Peli-Peli-Pelican – Peli-di-peli-di-peli-peli-peli-peli …
But eventually she broke down, didn’t turn into a pelican even with singing. She screamed and didn’t want to live anymore, stopped to breath, stopped to move. And plop! It happened! Suddenly there was no fox anymore!
She felt herself and perceived that she was a brilliant spade from now on.
‘Hurray! I transformed. Too bad, it’s a garden tool. It would be better if I…’ Plop! And she turned into a willow stick.
From stick to tree. From tree to grass. From grass to deer, to hose to glass.
and to shirt to fence and from fence to salamander. She turned completely and she freaked out.
She turned big, little, thick, thin, heavy and light. ‘I need a base, please, it’s enough!’ She reared up.
She was cold and hot. She lost her shape and turned into a circle.
Meanwhile he was longing. Had enough of fish and of salt-breeze. He flew to the forest, wanted to know where she was, when he discovered a circle in a clearing.
‘Holy shit! What a circle. What is it doing here and what is its name? Did it travel or did it derail? If I circle him quietly, then I will be in the know.
But suddenly *plop!* she raised from the circle. Was shaking, here face was white.
‘Oh my God! What happened to me? I don’t understand, I was an animal just now!
Then I was nothing shortly and then everything at once! I’m scared, the world is a delivery room.
All full of births and all full of deaths. Mutating into animals is prohibited by law.
But we just relieved from the laws, moved the boundaries, we’ve all been lied to!
that you truly raised into the air and all my atoms were bent into circles.
It’s too much, I’m freaking out, I give up, I don’t understand.
Try to grasp it, but fail miserably. So she fainted and he caught her.
He clasped her in his arms and looked up. The night was brigs. He saw a thousand stars.
Didn’t understand it himself, didn’t matter how much he wanted to know how it works, the last proof:
Seen from above the Earth draws an elliptical circle